A/N: I've been thinking really hard on where to go from the last chapter. So....... here is the product of my own twisted thoughts. More plot in the making! Once again I thank those who have been reviewing.

Standard Disclaimers apply. No warnings that haven't already been covered.

Chapter 5

A couple of mornings' later I woke up and I realized that I felt like a total and complete whore! SHIT, man!.

I had a small tantrum and in my haste to leap out of bed I ended up falling to the floor, covers and all. I tried in vain to struggle my way free of incredibly thick and constricting sheets, but it seemed like a lost cause.

"Why do these things happen to ME! WHY?!" I would've raised my hands to the air dramatically but that too was being that my arms were somehow binded by my bed sheets. My hair fell in my face and I could tell it was gonna be a bitch to comb out this morning. I mean it is every morning, but It just seemed like one of those days when everything can go wrong. I have the right to say this being that I'm still tangled in these damn sheets even as I speak. I sighed. This is what I get for getting a Dragon Ball GT bed spread in the first place. I never did trust those manic Z fighters.

I close my eyes in resignation just in time for the cherry on my perfect morning.

"HELL-O Mr. MORN- ING my favorite time of day, rise and shine it's happy time let's go out and play!"(1)

I crack one eye open to glare at the cause of the offending morning melody. That most certainly wasn't my usual "Break Stuff" alarm tune. Someone had tampered with my alarm settings. May God protect the soul who did.

Excuse me while I spend the next couple of minutes wrestling with my bed sheets.

(X)(x)(X)

This Saturday morning found me staring at my ceiling bitterly. It wouldn't even spin for gods sake, so much for trying to act like I'm high. Someone shifted next to me and I let out a heavy sigh.

I was still contemplating the events of the night before. I can't believe I had actually sought out this Relena in order to rid my mind of HIM.......

I slapped my palm against my head in frustration and muttered a stream of curses that were incoherent, even to my ears.

But what was I talking about. It's not like I cared for Maxwell or anything and there was something way bigger in the making. I sat up in bed and looked at the mess of blonde hair next to me. It so strange in one life you're a temple hand defending all that is holy in the world and the next, you're a demon's whore. I barked out a hollow laugh and pushed Relena out the bed, unfortunately she took the sheets with her. I heard a nice little 'whoosh' and an undignified 'yelp' followed by a nice little 'thud' sound as she hit the floor. I yawned tiredly and turned to sit on the edge of the bed.

"What the hell was that for HEERO?!" I chuckled to myself imagining what a sight she was as she glared at my back. Her hair was probably sticking every which way and I could imagine her nice heart shaped little face puffed up and red as ever. The perfect little picture of an angry blonde strawberry

"Relena you need to go." I yawned again as I stood up and headed for the bathroom. I listened as I heard the sounds of her struggling to untangle herself from the sheets and hurry to grab my arm.

"Your just gonna tell me to get out?! Just like that?!" I took her hand and removed it from my arm casually.

"Um....YEA." I continued on my way to the bathroom only to be stopped again. I gave an exasperated sigh and rolled my eyes.

"Didn't I instruct you to leave Relena? I grow bored of this." She looked at me wide eyed and then proceeded to continue her glaring.

"How dare you! You don't just FUCK me and continue on with life HEE-RO!" She separated the syllables in my name as she said it thus providing a mocking tone.

"If I can push you out of bed without remorse then you know I can pick you up and dump you outside of the apartment. The choice is yours. I'll only repeat this once. I want you out." She sputtered in disbelief for a moment before smacking me. I let my head follow along course of the blow to the side. I rubbed my cheek and smirked.

"Are you done yet, sweetheart?" She gave me one look and then released her anger in a scream that would've awaken the dead, even the ones that died deaf. She continued screaming as she stomped around my apartment to grab her things and dress herself. I went over to the door and held it open for her as she continued screaming out into the hallway. I watched as she stomped down the stairs not even bothering to wait for the elevator and even then I could still hear her scream.

"What's going on?" I looked to see all my neighbors who shared the apartment complex either looking frazzled, angry, or annoyed.

"Her cat was just hit by a car, she's taking it rather hard." I don't know if they could tell I was being sarcastic, they probably didn't even care to notice. I smirked and shut my door. I had a meeting with Zechs and I still had to find that damn Phoenix.

I scowled as I heard someone knock on the door. That better not be Relena. I swung the door open only to find a very perturbed looking Trowa standing in my doorway.

"I met Relena on her way out, she was screaming. It was loud." I snorted and he quirked an eyebrow at me and sighed.

"It's nice too see your back Metrian, I was beginning to wonder if Zechs had decided to have you decommissioned." I smirked. Nice to see you too...

"That psycho bastard needs me to find the Phoenix, you know he can't just lock up all my memories and leave me to live in this god awful place. It's obvious that Alex still hasn't made use of himself." Trowa shrugged. And flopped down on the couch.

"He just saunters through out the crowds at the club." He suddenly had a worried look on his face.

"He seems to have taken an interest in your Maxwell friend." He informed me casually. I seated myself, only now realizing I was still only in boxers. That wasn't important though.

"Oh really?" Who the Fuck does Alex thinks he's fooling around with? True I didn't care for Duo, but I wouldn't allow another to have him either. I'm selfish like that.

"Am I supposed to care?" Trowa amused himself with a piece in the paper.

"You should, I know you have a thing for him." I gritted my teeth and leaned forward in my chair. He knows I hate this topic.

"Oh and what about you and your little blonde friend, have you even made him aware of who he is or are you just to busy fucking him." I bit that last part out cold enough to freeze over hell itself. I can tell that I struck a nerve as Trowa's posture tensed. I continued on when he made it apparent that he wasn't going to say anything.

"You were supposed to turn him in a while ago to be erased! When Zech finds out, you'll be eliminated along with your blonde little fuck bunny. Alex won't be too thrilled either." I felt like a right bastard this morning. But it was a good feeling. Trowa put the paper down and gave me a fierce look.

"It's my business, if it's like that then how come you haven't told?" I looked at him calmly.

"You just stated the reason yourself. It's your business it might very well cost you your life but it's your business. Besides I'd be better off acting like I don't know." I sat back in my chair and looked at him. I know I had pissed him off but I successfully changed the subject. Mission Accomplished.

"Don't speak of Quatre like that. He's your friend too isn't he?" I gave him a disgusted look.

"Oh please, SPARE me. You know the answer to that. Seriously Trowa I have to get you off this love and righteousness bit you've been smoking, it's rather depressing to watch you fall by the wayside like this." I saw him involuntarily flinch at the harshness of my words.

"You loved Lynx..." It was spoken rather quietly but it was meant for me to hear.

"Shut the fuck up Trowa, you don't even know what you're talking about."

"Oh really? When are you gonna stop trying to play the cold heartless bastard. I'm happy for Lynx. It's sad how she had to kill herself, but with someone like you, anyone could be driven to such an act." He almost sounded menacing. Almost. He then had the nerve to stand up and go fetch himself a glass of water from my kitchen. MY kitchen! But I was to angry at his last sentence to really care about that. I sat there and stewed for a while, re thinking the whole situation.

Lynx was naive and she paid the ultimate price for it. Who the heck believes in that love shit anyways. I certainly never did. Love is overrated. A myth made up to explain to a child why mommy and daddy married, when the real story is that they fucked around and the condom broke. An excuse to reprimand someone, telling them it's for their own good, when the truth is that they just favor the power. A lie fabricated to cover up all of humanities selfish desires and screw ups'. That's what love really is. All I've ever seen that's resulted from this 'love' as they call it, is jaded dreams and failed conquest. You see love didn't stop me and Lynx from parting in the ultimate end, did it? Love didn't stop Lynx from plunging that dagger into her gut and throwing herself off a cliff, did it? So much for love. In the end the whole thing ended up botched. So as far as I'm concern loves is a waste.

In the end I guess I had always hoped that Lynx would forget that whole Sunset Ceremony thing, I hoped she wouldn't leave me. But she was determined to do so, saying it was for the good of humanity. If she could choose humanity's well being over my own then "love" was obviously fate's sick and twisted idea of a joke.

/"Why are you doing this, you don't have to!" She looked at me sadly.

"Metrian if I could change things I would, but.... abandoning my responsibilities for my own personal wants is just selfish!" She held a fire in her eyes. One of great determination. Was what she saying even for real?

"Damnit, Lynx! WE practically have forever laid out right on a silver platter and your going to just throw it away?! Throw US away?!" I was willing to give up everything for her. But she couldn't just say 'to hell with the world' and walk away with me? She looked up at me and reached up to hold my face within her hands.

"I'm sorry not every tale can have a happily ever after. I wish I could make it that way, but I can't." She set her jaw with a determined look in her eye.

"I have a commitment to fulfill and a job to do. I'm the phoenix." I looked into her eyes and couldn't think of anything to say. Anything to stop her.

"This phoenix loves you, remember that." She planted one last kiss on my lips and turned away. I watched as she walked away. She was gone. Part of me wondered if I ever knew her in the first place.../

Later that night was the siege upon the temple. I acted like I had never heard the word "phoenix" come from her mouth. I could tell she was confused, but acting as if she never told me and that the argument had never happened was the only shield I had. Probably the main reason why she died hating me. True I lied when I feigned innocence in the whole thing, she could tell right off the bat. She obviously opted for feigning innocence too because she played along with me when I acted like I had no clue she was the phoenix. If Lynx had agreed to leave with me we could've avoided this whole situation. WE could've ran away that place and just forgotten our responsibilities. But just as she had a job to do, I too had mines. She taught me that. You can't run away from your responsibilities, we all have paths to choose. She chose what fate laid out for her over the supposed 'love' she had for me. And I chose what fate obviously had intended for me. Consequences be damned.

"Heero we still have to meet with Zech, so maybe you should quit sitting around all day in your boxers sulking, and get ready." He actually gave me a disgusted look over his shoulder on the way out.

"I'll be back in half an hour." I showed him my appreciation for him gracing me with his presence by promptly giving him the finger on his way out. It's amazing how traditions like these last throughout time. I set a pot of coffee and made my way to the bathroom. I stripped myself of the boxers I was wearing and was about to turn the nob when a certain something....or someone, came to mind.

/Duo..../

Images of our last time together flooded my mind. Something told me I was either gonna have to make this a cold one or end up wasting my half an hour in the shower. I thought about it. /Trowa's just gonna have to wait a while longer. Zech too./

I stepped in the shower and proceeded to officially start my morning by jerking off.

The day was looking very interesting.....

(X)(x)(X)

Hello. I'm BACK BABY! I finally disentangled myself my demon possessed bed sheets. (With a little help from mom and dad) My mom had come in to tell me she had made breakfast and found that I was disabled. So she called for Sam-so (yes another name I made up for my dad) who laughed for 15 minutes before actually helping.

/"You must have been sleeping pretty restlessly to get tangled up like that D." She frowned at me.

"Something been bothering you?" I wish I could tell her the half of it but what was I supposed to say? 'Oh I had sex with this guy Heero, but now I don't know if were just fuck buddies or not so then I snuck out of the house on a school night and went to the club where I made out with this gay 21 year old man and sold my soul to the devil!'

"Nothing's wrong" I grinned and headed for the kitchen./

Yea I bet that would've gone over really well. Forget discussing my problems! She'd go from 'caring mom mode' to 'beat him down mode' in a flat second if I told her that. NO thank you. This Duo Maxwell was not going for it. In fact I'm pretty sure I'm the only Duo Maxwell on this planet.

So anyway now I'm walking down the sidewalk trying to figure out what to do with my life.. I am as bored as all hell. I mean I could always go harass old ladies or something but lately an epidemic of pepper spray has broken out. Besides I'm not that terrible a person. I like to think I'm not terrible at all. But most would just look at me and shake their heads when I say that so maybe I should continue keeping it to myself.

I COULD visit Quatre, but he may want to spend time with his sister. They don't exactly get to see each other often. Quatre's dad is the head of this BIG advertising company so he practically leaves his family to their own devices. Quatre came out here from Albany with his mom and a few sisters, but after a few years she passed away of some sickness. SO then one of Quatre's older sisters stayed here while everyone went on to pursue their careers and what not. When Quatre became old enough his sister left the apartment to him so she could move back to care for some of her nieces and nephews.(Quatre has A LOT of sisters!) and thus it became his very own little bachelor pad in the city.

It's only by chance I met Quatre. His family had lived not to far from my uncle Howie. So when I visited during the summer, being the little devil I was, I had snuck out because Grandpa G wouldn't let me play on the sabbath. So I decided to sneak out the window, but the problem is that I was too short to get back in. I mean c'mon I was only 4 years old!. So I gave up for a while and explored the neigborhood. That's when I found Quatre, he was taller then me and blonde. My mom had once said the devil was blonde (this was in reference to one of my dad's highschool sweethearts), so you could only imagine Quatre's response to me calling him the devil.

"Well I'd rather be the devil than look like an ELF!

"Hey I do NOT look like an elf!"

"Uh HUH! Especially with the braid!"

"Well at least I don't look like I fell in a tub of BLEACH!" I'll always remember how red Quatre's face got when I said that. But hey I was little, I didn't know what I was talking about.

Well SOMEHOW we became friends and I was able to coax him into helping me back inside the window I couldn't reach. I still got caught though so I should've saved us the trouble and taken the front door, but life goes on. (Shrug)

I continued my stroll through manhattan and I guess I had walked pretty far because I then found myself passing the "Barne's & Noble" bookstore. Having nothing better to do I walked in to take a look at the books. Just as I walked in I once again ran into that blue eyed girl. She didn't seem pleased to see me.

"What the hell are you doing here Braid Boy!" She did not just call me braid boy. No! I will Not stand for this!

"I should be asking you that Pigeon Chick!" I know it was corny but it was at the spur of the moment. As far as I was concerned Braid Boy was just as corny. WE were ready to go for each other's throats, if the situation presented itself, when women with honey blonde hair came up to us. She wore her hair in two plaits and had a small pair of glasses on. She was actually quite pretty, granting that she was a bookstore adult. No offense or anything.

"RAY! What mess are you getting yourself into. Honestly! Harassing customers!?" Ray gave a victimized look.

"He's stalking me!"

"Stalking YOU, who the hell would wanna stalk YOU. Maybe a crack addicted pigeon if luck is with you!" I laughed as she crossed her eyes in annoyance.

"Enough of this. Please try being more civil Ray!" The woman placed her hands on her hips and waited for us to say sorry I guess. Ray sighed and rolled her eyes.

"Sorry."

"Yea same here."

"The name's Ray."

"Duo Maxwell here." She grabbed my hand a shook it.

"Just because I know your name now, doesn't mean you're my friend." She gave me a pointed look.

"Likewise." The woman from earlier then hugged me enthusiastically.

"And I'm Sally PO, most would just call me Po though /Po....she seems vaguely familiar./

"So you're the guy with the braid who Ray's been ranting about!" Ray gave an irritated huff and crossed her arms across her chest. Po sighed.

"You'll have to excuse her, she doesn't know how to act her age." Ray glared from her place by the door.

"I don't have to listen to this. Later." Po chuckled as she watched Ray walk out the door.

"Well I'm assuming you came here to look at books, so I'll just leave you." She appeared really young. Not young like 15 or 16 but around her early 20's maybe. I shook my head and headed towards the manga section. WHAT?! Did you actually think I was gonna come in here and try to read through a whole book. BWAHHAHAH, you lost it!

(X)(x)(X)

"Why the HELL did fate decide to place her in New York City, of all the places." I watched as Zechs stalked back and forth.

"Japan or Texas are just as big and crowded! I hate this damn place!" I chuckled in amusement at Zechs little display. He then turned to me.

"You think this is funny!? WE wouldn't be here Metrian if you hadn't screwed up the first time!" I sighed. We had been over this many a time. It's bad enough that Zechs is in a fowl mood but then he has to make everyone feel like shit. The bastard.

"Zechs, I know. Maybe you should take more drastic measures so we can bring this search to a close. Magical Barriers?" He seemed to consider this for a moment.

"That's not going to aid us if the phoenix isn't even aware that they use magic, or are even the damned Phoenix." I nodded.

"But it will help narrow things down. By allowing mortals to pass through the barrier we'll be sifting out all useless beings, leaving us with only those of craft and magic." I snorted.

"The mortals will only get in the way." Trowa cast me a dirty look. That's his fault if he's decided to befriend these mortals. WE have a job and he should remember that.

"What if they decide not to pass through? Not everyone in this city commune's." I grinned.

"This is the fun part, we find a way to force them out. Mortals are susceptible to substances and crafts that other beings are not. We simply find a way to enchant the whole city, casting all mortals out for the time being."

"If the enchantment is the least bit sloppy, we send the dark army out to fiddle with the left overs." Zechs once again cackled insanely. I flinched. He has no idea how that laugh affects me. I looked over at Trowa who was visibly cringing.

"YES! Magic is the key! We'll try this plan of yours Yuy. Though not at the moment. I'll have J experiment with some crafts and magic and then he'll send you out with the product to do the enchanting. Is that clear?" I swept down into a bow.

"Of course my Lord." Trowa knelt beside me and I could tell he was worried.. I rose up and exited Zechs little den. We would soon have this whole city under our thumb. Even if it did mean that the mortals too had to suffer. I exited through the back of the club, that Zechs had declared his headquarter's. There has to be a way we can speed up this search while J fiddles with all the magic.

As we walked out onto the street Trowa finally found his voice.

"You shouldn't have done that Yuy, what if the magic backfires and we can't dispel the mortals from the city?" I fixed him with a scowl.

"Don't be stupid, if it does come to that than a few may be sacrificed. It won't be any different than the temple scenario. The phoenix can't be reborn because they obviously aren't aware of who they are yet."

"And what happens if we do get the phoenix? We sacrifice or enslave an innocent being for our own personal gain? We just rip them away from their current life to satisfy our every whim? What's wrong with the world the way it is?" His voice had been raised a good 2 octaves. I rolled my eyes. Trowa always got so defensive when it came to things like this. I'll always wonder why he ever joined the dark army in the first place. I can understand the mortals part. Though barely. His father had been a mortal, but it obviously hadn't done him any good if he was dead now. Trowa had power laid out right before his eyes and he had become to naive and mixed up to even see it.

"Trowa what is with you? Don't you want to change things to fit your own fantasies?" I practically snarled at him.

"I'm content with this life." He looked ahead steadily signaling that he had nothing more to say on the matter. Well that was fine with me.

"Trowa, I have some business to take care of." I dismissed him as I headed towards Winner's place. I had some business with Maxwell.

"Why are you still here?" Trowa smirked.

"Quatre's house is in the same direction." I was about to hack up a fur ball, if that was even possible. I snorted in disgust and he just continued to smirk to himself.

"Are you even going to tell him the truth anytime soon?" He looked down.

"I don't know. Does it really matter. Alex can wait can't he?" I quirked an eyebrow.

"You have no intention of ever returning Quatre do you?" He frowned.

"Quatre is an individual with his own life now, it's Alex fault for screwing the spell up in the first place."

"It's not your place to make decisions like that Trowa. You are playing with fire." He sighed an rubbed his temple as he looked ahead.

"An what if I'm not afraid of being burnt for once?" I didn't answer. I couldn't change his mind.

Quatre's apartment was a little bit bigger than Duo's. Almost family size. The complex itself didn't allow pets just like mines. I personally had no problem with it, it's not like I had or cared for animals in the first damn place.

I thought back to earlier when Trowa had asked me if Quatre was my friend. I know then I had just waved it off, but that was something to consider. Before when I was Heero Yuy I had become more domesticated and had attained a social status. And when I got my memories back, becoming myself and going back to work by Zechs side, I noticed that I'm still Heero Yuy just with some extra memories. So if this Quatre was Heero Yuy's friend then he's supposed to be my friend? Because Metrian and Heero Yuy are the same people.......? I know I'm still Heero Yuy but I've managed to pick up this Metrian guy and.......forget it I'm starting to confuse myself. What it all comes down to is that I've always been me just under a different title.

We took the elevator up and knocked on Quatre's door.

"I'll get it!" A feminine voice shouted from behind the door. We stood there for a few minutes before a woman with long platinum blonde hair answered the door. She had big aquamarine eyes like Quatre's and a small frame. She gave us an inquiring look before welcoming us in. I studied her as I passed through the doorway. I was sure I''ve seen her before.

"Q, some friends of yours are here." She sat down on the sofa and seemed to be analyzing us, actually me, and I'm not even trying to flatter myself. Suddenly Quatre came around the corner from where his bathroom was located.

"Hey guys." He seemed to be having a hard time speaking over the toothbrush that was lodged in his mouth. Trowa smiled and I waved at him.

"Um, I'm just washing up right quick! That's my sister Nina. BE NICE!" Quatre disappeared back into the bathroom with a slam of the door and I continued to stand. I looked at "Nina" and smirked. I recognized this "Nina" now.

"Hello, Dorothy, What are you doing in this century...Alive..." She laughed mockingly.

"Oh you know, just seeing the sights....." She continued her laughter.

"I have to admit, at first I didn't notice you with your eyebrows looking normal and all but when you continued staring at me like that. I saw that you knew me." She snorted.

"Eyebrows or not, your obviously a little rusty if you didn't know who I was right off the bat." I growled.

"What are you doing here?" She yawned tiredly and draped herself over the couch in a relaxed position. To show that she wasn't the least bit affected by my show of annoyance.

"That is none of your business. I will let you in on a little secret though." She examined her manicured nails smugly. I was losing patience. Trowa just remained impassive.

"Quatre is the KEY." She laughed insanely just as Quatre entered the room. He looked from "Nina" to Trowa and I.

"Err...What's up?" Dorothy got up and kissed Quatre on the cheek sweetly.

"Your friends were just telling me the most amusing story, but I'm afraid that I need some rest. SO I'll leave you three to your business." She looked back at me.

"It was nice meeting you Heero Yuy, Trowa Barton." She then sauntered off to one of the rooms that I'm guessing was made her's. I glared after her. Dorothy was a manipulative, conniving, little whore. She had some sort of connection with Alex. Some would say they were brother and sister but. they hated each other more than anything. You don't even know. This is the kind of hate that surpasses sibling rivalry. This kind of hate cannot even be compromised. But besides the hate part I highly doubted they were family in anyway which is how I knew she wasn't here to return Quatre. She was alone wolf you might say. She had her own motives for choosing to appear here at this time.

I turned my attention to Quatre and asked the question that I knew would bring my untimely demise. I sighed.

"Have you seen Duo?" His eyebrows shot up and he gave me this look. I don't even know how to describe it, but it was....a look....a very unreadable look.

"Your actually asking me a question in concern of Duo's welfare?" Trowa looked amused as he flopped down on the couch behind Quatre. I sighed once again and prayed to the high heavens as I pressed on.

"Yes, I needed to speak to him about something?" I felt incredibly awkward as he continued to now gape at me.

Well.....um....no, I haven't." He scratched the back of his head as he flopped down onto his sofa which Trowa was sprawled across. Trowa encircled Quatre's waist with one of his arms. He brought the other one to follow along Quatre's and entwine their fingers. He kissed Quatre's knuckles softly as he talked. He looked at me to see what my reaction was and I gave him what he was looking for. A nice roll of my eyes. Quatre hadn't been looking at me since he was muttering thoughtfully to himself so he hadn't seen that.

"Well since I highly doubt he's home, we could just wander the streets until we see him." Was he serious. What kind of plan was that?

"Yes I know. What kind of plan is that? Right? But if you've known Duo as long as I have then you'd know it's an excellent plan." He laughed to himself.

"Rurouni Duo!"(1) He fell against Trowa giggling insanely at the thought. I stared and Trowa gave Quatre a look of pure adoration. The sweetness was about to send me into a diabetic coma, so I decided that I'd intervene in a hopeful attempt to break up the scene before me.

"Well, let's go then." By the time I had figured out everything in my head they were now engaged in a game of "Who Can Lodge There Tongue the Farthest Down the Other's Throat". I sighed in exasperation and decided to start set out to search on my own. I made a hasty, but quiet, escape into the hallway, to the elevator, through the lobby, and out the complex.

/Looks like I'm on my own, probably would've been the same even if they DID tag along./

(X)(x)(X)

I had managed to read through almost the whole Rurouni Kenshin manga series! I was feeling very good about myself as I walked out of the bookstore with an ear to ear grin. I felt sorry for the dude. I mean he killed his girlfriend. It was an accident, sure, but she's still dead. I was so absorbed in my thoughts that I didn't notice someone had been in my path until I ran smack into them. Judging from the solid chest, I'd say it's a dude. A very fit dude at that. I looked up to see a very frazzled looking guy. I backed away and raised my hands in a peace gesture.

"Sorry." He grumbled as he walked away. Bastard, lucky I'm in a good mood or else I would've showed him something......(grumbles) Now where was I? Oh yeah! I would've been really sad and the way she cut his cheek was a real tear jerker. I was about to sob right there in the bookstore.

........

Ok maybe not, but it was sad. Again my musing were brought to an abrupt halt as I ran into somebody else. I can't believe this. Their gonna have to write me a ticket if I keep bumping into people like this, that is unless someone decides to press charges for assault. Then we have a real problem. I looked up and lo and behold it was one Heero Yuy to rain on my parade. I swear I can see the little people running for shelter and abandoning the floats right before my eyes.

"Oh....hey Heero!" I attempted to smile but I don't think I did too good a job. He shook his head.

"Baka." I had no idea what the hell that meant so I chose to ignore it. WE stood there in the middle of the sidewalk looking like idiots. It wasn't very bright outside. In fact the sun wasn't out. It was probably gonna rain or something. Heero's voice startled me.

"What if I said that.... that night wasn't a one time thing?" I gave him a puzzled look and crossed my arms.

"Like fuck buddies?" I don't know okay. I have a fascination with that word maybe because it's all I know. I couldn't see me and Heero as more regardless of how much I liked him.

"Why must you think so little of me?" I think the look I gave was one of pure confusion and abandonment.

"I don't know what to think of you personally. I don't even know you." I snorted. He actually looked offended by that, but he quickly changed it to one of........... well something I can't find a word for. Now I have to go digging in my vocabulary box. One minute........

"Then why don't you try getting to know me?" Oh God...where have I heard that before? I rolled my eyes and he suddenly seemed more assertive.

"I'm serious. Go out with me." It wasn't even a question, more like a demand. Just like Yuy. I laughed. He gave me a dark look.

"Do I get a say in the matter?" He looked thoughtful.

"Think of it as a trial and error run." I hugged myself as it began to get windy. Yup. It was gonna rain. I looked at him. His prussian blue depths stared back.

"Fine. But since this is a trial and error run I'm going to have to ask do I get a money back guarantee or-" I was quickly shut up by the sensation of lips against mines. He pushed me against the wall and I pulled his body closer against me using the scruff of his shirt. I felt his tongue slide against mines and couldn't help but moan.

The blonde guy with shaggy hair that seemed to be watching us was the last thing on my mind as I closed my eyes and let the kiss guide me.

/What have I gotten myself into?/

(1) Rurouni means wandering in Japanese. Rurouni Kenshin? Rurouni Duo? See? ........

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I'll go sit in a corner now........

Notes: YEAH! (Throws up confetti) I'm done with the fifth chapter. Tell me how it was. I'd rather you review and say you absolutely hated it rather than not review at all. Oh and has anybody ever looked at the Rurouni Kenshin Mangas'? Hehehhe...my computer tries to turn manga into the word mangos when I type it, saying it's not right. Until next chappy. (Does peace sign)